Oh, Monday morning waking up still too numb to speakAnother night just staring at the wall.Last night's conversation knocked me off my feetGuess today I'll fallI wish that we could find the words to look the other wayBe careful of the things we do and watch the things we sayAnd maybe then we'd get somewhere we'd never been beforeBut what's the use in fighting when you know you've lost the war.

Walk the streets in New Orleans, shirt soaked to my skinThrough the mess of yesterday's parade.Thousand times a day I think of calling you againCome to my senses instead.And every time we walk away we lose a little timePretending to each other now that everything is fine.I know whatever lies I use to get myself to sleepI wake up to the promises I know we couldn't keep.

I wonder should I get up, would but what's the point?Oh once something's gone it's gone for good.Maybe I could look away back to where we used to be,One more time I wish I could.

Oh, never mind the reasons that tore us all apartWe've both done things I know we can't defend.What's the use in tracing it all back to the startThere's something missing in the end.I wish that we could find the words to look the other wayBe careful of the things we do and everything we sayAnd maybe then we'd get somewhere we'd never been beforeBut what's the use in fighting when you know you've lost the war.